Monday, August 7, 2017

Getting Sick at a Con and some GREAT News

Wouldn’t you believe it? I’m not at Rust City Book Con for
one day and I come down with another cold. I can’t even blame this on con crud because
I might have left the house with this cold. I had thought it was just my
allergies being my allergies ignoring my pills.

Because my allergies tend to do that.

But no. As I drove closer to Detroit, the scratchier my throat became. Not
a good sign. Luckily, the scratch went away. Not so lucky, the running nose and
coughing took over. Finding cold medicine became a trick, since I didn’t want
to drive in that crazy town (traffic was unreal) and there wasn’t ANY store
within walking distance (I tried). I discovered the hotel sold Nyquil pills. $5
for 4 pills. Expensive, but Yay! I’d been sure I was saved.

I wasn’t. Those pills didn’t help all that much. Oh, they
dried me up all right, to the point of clogging my nose. I couldn’t breathe! I
don’t care what anyone says, the liquid stuff is better (I came home and took
some Nyquil and it worked wonderfully).

Even though I became sick (I’m sooooo glad I packed lots of
Kleenex packs—sure came in handy), I tried not to let it get to me too much. I
did have a good time (and my friend liked it so much she wants to go back next
year). Actually sold two books (which is two more than last year).

I still wish more people would have attended the book
signing (which was open to the public). That’s something Jackie will have to
work on.

Other than that, Jackie did and OUTSTANDING job of running
this convention. I’ve never seen anyone work so hard just to make sure everyone
had a good time.

And if it weren’t for my cold, I might have been able to
enjoy more than I did.

Here’s my GREAT news: Hubby’s PET scan came back clean. No
cancer! Of course, that’s what last year’s PET scan showed, so to be safe, he’ll
have another PET scan in six months. Hubby is doing great though. He’s gained
back some of the weight he lost, but is hoping he can stay at the weight he’s
at now. He doesn’t want to gain it ALL back. So he’s back to walking after work
(he’s up to 8 miles, but says he’ll stick with that number for awhile—before he
walked 10 miles a day). I doubt I’ll ever walk that much. I’m lucky to get in 4
miles and my pace has really slowed down. Can’t blame that on my heart, though.
Nope. It’s all due to my stupid arthritic knee.

Getting old sucks.

So…Why do we get
sick at the most inopportune times? Is there ever an opportune time? Hmmm…

My eyes watered as I began to read. Wonderful news on the hubby! Eyes dried right up. Figure the stuffy nose is worth that kind of news. 4 miles, 8 miles! Gee, and here I was thinking what a great sacrifice my 20-min. walk is going to be tomorrow.

About Me

After years of wondering if I would ever have a passion in life (besides loving my husband), I finally found it. Writing!
Maybe I should have realized it back in High School when I loved all my English classes. So what do I major in College? Accounting. Go figure. Well, I've shucked the accounting job and now I'm published through Lyrical Press, an imprint of Kensington Publishing. Couldn't be happier.
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